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Brutus balked at the large frog that had the blonde in it's tendril like tongue. He blinked a couple times and had one simple thought cross his mind. That's not a Plantera. he found himself thinking. His canon was out faster than you could say "FIRE" and BOOM. The gun sounded and a single...

The Goblins would begin going apeshit as Gon explained the plan. They would begin there max exodus to the new village, and they would begin a new life as scouts, helping protect people in order to forge a new path forward. Brutus would turn to Kaedae and give her a thumbs up and a smile...

"The Well?" Brutus asked, cocking his head to the side. He wasn't suprised the grain was talking to her, that seemed like a reasonably druidic thing to happen, and this was a fantasy game, instead he simply followed the left most path and let the grain speak to him in a way that only he could...

"Uh, I think it is yeah." Brutus replied, looking over the trial. "And the path was recently renovated. That mulch is actually from some monsters me and a friend smashed up because they'd invaded the place." He shrugged. He trudged up the trail towards the one singular building at the top...

Brutus would keep the apple hefted carefully, holding it by the stem that was now practically a small log at this point. The cats had made their great escape, a jail break that he had helped facilitate. A certain amount of guilt lingered in his gut, but that would be easily assuaged by hunting...

Brutus paused, looking at the giant footprint and squinting for it. It was a goblin footprint allright, but...huge. Like, fucking Huge. Was it a Texan Goblin perhaps? Was he shaq sized? Had he been drinking his milk and eating his vegetables. The possibilities were endless, but also...

Brutus squinted and turned to Gon, who was busy trying to calm down the growing mob of goblins chanting "New Home, New home, New Home." "In theory I could see about getting you guys to secretly work for old man Stankins." He offered. "Have you guys be surrogate forest scouts, be a first layer...

"It's in the woods, so I wouldn't say its part of the town really." Brutus explained. "And I will let you know that the water bits are rather small, its mostly a mudspring, you know, hot soupy mud to sink in and stew in." He'd spent some time in it with Ilya a while back after killing some...

Brutus turned to watch his dropped apple speed down the hill and smash into a barn. Blinking, he turned to Lucy who seemed ready and willing to sort this whole sort of affair out. Nodding, he would simply pat her head and follow after her. Well, follow was a rather difficult sell, he more...

Brutus peered over the edge of the boat, down to the sage who was busy recreating one of the miracles of christ. Maybe the water was super salty and letting him stand on it, but more likely than not there was magic involved. "Well then," Brutus drawled, "If you insist." Taking a deep...

The giant casually discarded his large apple and scooped the small woman up into the air with one arm, giving her a one armed hug and a quick twirl as he spun her about the air like a rag doll. He'd smelled her from about a mile away, heard her approaching, but the sneaky stealthyness of her...

The cry of the bunny alerted Brutus from his trance, his eyes shooting to her, as he grinned. "Yo Toko!" He would grunt, waving his hand slightly. "Get everything you need?" He would rise to his feet, towering over the village once again as the giant stretched, yawning. He was in desperate...

"Of course." Brutus nodded, they did need to work quickly. "I'll take point, stay close and lets haul ass." The Giant grunted, shouldering his canon and pasting a grin over his face. "Try and keep up with me." He would begin making his way down the trail at a breakneck speed, having gotten...

It was a quiet and sunny day. Brutus found himself somewhere new, his feet having caught a severe case of wanderlust and brought him here to Pormont. In truth, he'd never been out this way because most work didn't take him out this way. Most job listings for Portmont were basic chores, the...

"Alright, why don't you focus on getting the eggs and the baked goods eh?" Brutus asked giving her a grin. "I'll get the lunchmeat and the booze? I know the butcher and the local bars owe me a couple of favors. Easy peasy!" He would yawn and pat her on the head, giving her hair a light...

Entry 2, Result Three Brutus stared at the silvery liquid that seemed to be...dancing in the small petri dish set before him. The goal was to make lead, but this was...not lead. In fact, he was tempted to say that Askera had made some form of strange...slime adjacent creature. He squat down...

Brutus was having a jolly good time. A full belly and a booze cruise? With a canon like that mounted atop the deck, they could not go wrong. He enjoyed the fresh air, the bright sky, and the company. Haru, despite having something...off about him and how he spoke, was pleasent enough...

"Eh?" The giant asked, scratching his head. "I mean, I guess?" He would turn to make sure that the villagers were out of earshot before turning to Toko. "This world might be virtual, but the people are incredibly real, they have dreams and desires, family and friends. The creatures act like...

The goblin and beastman turned to the would be alchemist, both looking slightly annoyed. "What would you suggest then?" Brutus would ask raising an eyebrow. The Goblin would simply growl a bit. "Yeah! All negativity, not productivity." Gon would grunt. "We need to protect da kidz and da...

"Onsen wha-?" Brutus would ask her as he turned back to look at the rabbit trailing behind him. He'd forgotten she was actually Japanese for a moment, despite her outbursts of the language, only to be suddenly reminded once again. "But if you're talking about food or something, uh...no. Last...